The Sociopath, The Anti-Discovery
Confused
Hoping to hug knees tight
And cry in earnest into the night
Though young and vulnerable
Need to discover world
Before the events are overwhelming-
Discovery is natural
Discovering something new everyday
But the more unveiled
The farther the ship has sailed-
Emotions in the form of tears speak
Speak like words never could
Because the frustration is bottled-
It never runs amok; it only bubbles stronger
No, it is the need to know
Need to grasp every opportunity
And when discovery pays a visit-
An opportunity never once known-
Others, lucky souls, revel in its bloom-
And all is fitting in.
All is fitting in,
But You.
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